How many people want to see you fall? This is precisely why you must stand up. Those disdainful gazes and mocking whispers are merely the dust raised on the road of your life, trying to confuse your direction. But the more it is so, the more you must straighten your back and let every breath be filled with strength. One must have the spirit of resilience and defiance against fate, turning every cold glance into fuel. When you pass through the wind and rain and look back from a higher place, those who once hoped to see you in distress have long disappeared behind you, while you have become your own light through the tempering.